As a Ninja, I Just Want to Eat Soft Rice in the Moon

"What living sacrifice?" Ping Cang Guangliu stopped chewing, and a chill rose from his spinal cord to the back of his head, making all the hairs on his body stand on end.

"It is to bring a group of people to the altar and kill them all, so as to please the gods or achieve a certain purpose." The girl explained.

"Then I'm a sacrifice too." Ping Cang Guangliu swallowed in fear.

"Yes." The girl said with certainty.

"It's over! Why am I so unlucky! I'm just a stranger, how can I be reduced to a living sacrifice? I haven't finished watching the episode I'm chasing, and my figure has filled a bookshelf!" Ping Cang Guangliu hugged his head Howling, his face was extremely painful.

The girl just stared at Mitsuryu Pingkura silently, without saying a word.

After giving up on himself for a while, Akura Mitsuryu lowered his glasses, and his amber eyes suddenly ignited with fierce fighting spirit, as if he was a different person.

"No! I can't die here yet, I want to escape from prison!"

Pingcang Guangliu looked at the locked cell door, and then he rushed out, slamming his body towards the cell door.

"No!" The girl reached out her hand to stop it, but it was too late.

A burst of lightning surged from the cell door, and Pingkang Guangliu was blown out on the spot as soon as he touched the cell door. His short black hair was shocked into an explosive head, and he lay on the ground twitching.

"Uncle, why are you so stupid? You are obviously a magician, but you didn't even notice the spells on the prison door. I thought you knew." The girl covered her face with her hands, looking speechless.

"uncle?"

The half-dead Pingcang Guangliu immediately revived with full blood, a carp stood up straight, pointed at himself and said aggressively:

"Brother, call me brother! I'm only twenty years old this year!"

"Useless brother." The girl showed a very contemptuous look.

"Uh--"

Pingcang Guangliu seemed to be pierced through the heart by the girl's gaze, and the whole person was petrified in place while clutching his heart, muttering in his heart: I was actually looked down upon by a child.

"Useless brother, you obviously have a lot of magic power in your body, why can't you even see such a simple technique? Didn't your parents teach you magic?" The girl asked as she played with her curly hair with her fingers.

"I... I haven't been a magician for many years." Pingcang Guangliu returned to his senses, with a helpless expression on his face.

Before he was kicked to Africa by Higashino Kou, he received ninja training from Higashino Kanae, and he also had some common sense in the magic world. However, Hekura Koryu was not a hardworking person. He has never trained again, and now five years have passed, and he has almost forgotten the ninjutsu he learned.

"It seems that we can't escape. We can only wait for people from my family to find me in time and rescue us." The girl lowered her head in frustration, her hands hugged her thighs tightly, and she curled up into a ball like a bird. As small as a kitten, it is lovable.

"From what you've said, you should be a magician. What's your name?" Pingkura Mitsuryu asked curiously.

"Nerlia, everyone calls me Neilia, how about you, brother?" the girl asked.

"Hakakura Mitsuryu, Japanese."

Pingkura Guangliu stretched out his hand towards Neilia, who looked at Pingkura Guangliu with disgust, hesitated and held it.

"Nerlia, do you have a way out of this predicament?" Hekura Mitsuryu asked sitting opposite Neeria.

"Yes, but brother, you..."

Neilia looked skeptical, and her hesitant expression clearly indicated that Mitsuru Hakakura couldn't do it.

"Ahem, cough, it was just an accident. I'm actually very strong. According to that bastard Higashino, I'm at least a top-notch magician." Mitsuryu Pingcang coughed lightly, patted his chest to assure him that he was younger than himself It's really uncomfortable to be despised by others.

Neilia pointed to the dilapidated prison door and said: "The spells on the prison door are very low-level, and the caster seems to be a second-rate magician, as long as he uses powerful magic to attack the prison door, the prison door can be blasted open. "

"Since the technique is so low-level, why don't you use magic breakthrough?" Pingkura Mitsuryu's eyes flashed a trace of doubt.

"..."

Neilia seemed to have remembered something bad, she lowered her head in frustration, and after a long silence, she slowly said: "I am the second daughter in my family, my father has many children, I am not the one with the best qualifications, no I have the qualification to inherit family magic, so I just know a lot."

In the world of magicians, the family inheritance is usually only left to one child. Children who do not have the right to inherit either live as ordinary people or are adopted by other magician families, and Neilia is obviously the former.

"sorry."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Mitsuryu Ekura hastily apologized.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, it's pretty good to be an ordinary person." Although the girl said so, there was sadness and unwillingness in her eyes, and she could see that she really longed for magic.

"I'll take you out." Pingcang Guangliu promised with a guilty expression on his face.

The girl was silent, her face of despair obviously did not hold any hope.

Pingkura Guangliu stood up, looked at the dilapidated prison door, and wanted to use the fire escape technique to blow the door open with the unfamiliar seals of his hands, but suddenly found that he couldn't remember a single ninjutsu seal.

Damn, why was I so salty before... Pingcang Guangliu has never blamed himself so much like today:

"I really don't want those damn eyes."

The impoverished Pingcang Guangliu hesitated to take off his glasses, and the next second his amber pupils turned bright gold, and countless future possibilities were glimpsed by him at this moment.

Mikura Pingkura has rarely used the future vision since he got the magic eye killer. He hates the feeling of getting a strategy before playing the game, so he has hardly used the future vision in the past eight years except for giving advice to Higashino. , but the current situation is beyond his control.

"This is... the magic eye!"

The girl's eyes widened. She never expected that Mitsuryu Hingakura, who was acting so useless, was the owner of the magic eye, and he seemed to be of a high level.

"I saw!"

Pingkura Mitsuryu showed an excited expression, he saw the safest future.

Mitsuryu Pekura put on his glasses, looked at Neilia and said:

"The guards will take us to an open space in a while, where there is a huge magic circle, you just need to write down this spell, and sing the spell wherever you go."

"What spell?" Neilia looked surprised.

"This is a future that I saw with my future vision, and it will allow us to escape from here safely. Read to me: Proclamation—your body is entrusted to my command, and my destiny is attached to your sword. In response to the call of the Holy Grail, Those who obey this will and reason, respond to me..."

Hearing that it was the future seen by the future vision, Neilia no longer doubted that it would be risky to read spells of unknown purpose. I don't know how to lie to myself, so I agreed to Pingcang Guangliu's request.

"Declaration - your body..."

Neilia followed Mikura Pakura's words twice, then nodded and said:

"Okay, I took note."

"You have a really good memory." Ping Cang Guangliu praised.

Neilia blushed a little, and said in a faint voice: "Thank you, I'm just good at memorizing."

Mitsuryu Hekura heaved a sigh of relief, began to sit on the ground to recover his strength, and asked Neilia about her stories from time to time.

Mitsuryu Hakakura has just seen many ways to help him escape here with Neilia through the future vision, but there is only one way that is completely harmless and without any risk, and that is to let Neilia escape from here. Read this incantation on the magic circle.

He couldn't see the future clearly after chanting the mantra, as if it was covered in a layer of fog. Anyway, at the end of the future, he and Neilia returned to the ground safely, and all the people who were captured as sacrifices also escaped safely. Come out, since everyone is fine, then this is the best future.

Through questioning, Mitsuryu Pingkura learned that Neilia came from a large local magic family, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is good at necromancer magic. He is considered a well-known wealthy family in Cairo.

According to Neilia, their ancestors had some relationship with Nefertari, the favorite concubine of Ramses II, and they were probably descendants of the Nefertari tribe. I don't know if it's true.

As for why Neilia was caught, it was because she was going to take a shortcut to go home after school, but she met a few villains in a remote alley. She was not a magician, so she was easily caught and locked up. In the dungeon.

While Mitsuliu Pingkura was chatting with Neilia, the cell door was suddenly opened, and a few strong men with dull eyes came in, handcuffed Mitsuryu Pingkura and Nieria away.

"These people are controlled by implied magic. They don't even have puppets or artificial humans. They only use ordinary people. The magician hiding behind must be a second-rate magician with no power but great ambitions."

Neilia curled her mouth in disdain, leaned over to Mikura Pekura, and analyzed in a low voice:

"The object of the barbaric ritual of living sacrifice is usually the gods, but magicians generally do not believe in gods, so the magicians behind the scenes should want to achieve some kind of ritual, but their own ability is not enough, so they want to use living people to complete the ritual , because the life force of a living person can be transformed into magic power."

"What ceremony?" Pingkang Mitsuryu's tone trembled.

"I'm not sure, but it's probably a summoning ceremony, maybe the magician behind the scenes wanted to summon a demon."

Neilia shrugged, then seemed to remember something, and asked again:

"By the way, what does the Holy Grail in your spell refer to? The one of Jesus? I seem to have heard my father recently say that a ceremony called the Holy Grail War is about to begin. Is this what you mean?"

"I, I don't know."

Hakakura Mitsuryu showed an embarrassed smile. He saw this spell with his future vision. He didn't know the specific effect, because after Neilia finished reading the spell, the future became blurred until they fled here The future became clear again.

"Brother is really useless." Neilia sighed, and glanced at Mitsuru Ikura with disappointed eyes.

Under the leadership of several strong men, the two quickly came to an open space, where there were already many kidnapped people standing there, most of them were beggars, women and children, and there were very few adult men.

As the field of vision widened, Pingkura Mitsuryu looked around and recognized the environment they were in.

This is an abandoned mine. Discarded mine carts and rusty iron rules are not uncommon. Above the head are rows of dim yellow light bulbs. They are very old and not very bright, as if they will be extinguished at any time.

And at their feet, there was a huge circular magic circle drawn. The red lines exuded the smell of blood. It was unknown whether it was made of animal blood or human blood.

On a high platform in the open space, sat a middle-aged man who couldn't see his face clearly. There were several strong men standing around the man, who looked like the man's bodyguards.

PS: I'm busy with volunteer activities tonight, so I don't have time to write, there's still an update, I'll make it up tonight, sorry.

Chapter 349 345. Ramses II!

He should be the magician behind the scenes, this damned kidnapper!It ruined my rest time and caused me to lose the Hinata figure I brought from the product department. I will not return to Japan unless I take revenge... Mitsuryu Hingakura cursed in his heart, and pointed at the magician on the high platform. She gave a middle finger, then looked at Neeria and said:

"You can start reading."

"Okay." Neilia nodded, then took a deep breath, calmed down and said: "I declare—your body is entrusted to me, and my destiny is attached to your sword. Answer the call of the Holy Grail..."

The invisible wind began to surge, the tattoo on Neilia's arm suddenly lit up red, and the ceremony began.

……

Tom Campbell, a second-rate magician, has a family history of only four generations. He is already [-] years old this year, but none of his descendants has a talent for magic.

If there is no accident, the history of magic in the Campbell family will be cut off in his generation, and the family will decline from then on, and he will be the eternal sinner in the history of the family.

Tom is not reconciled, seeing the vastness of the magic world, how can he bear his children living in the narrow world of ordinary people, but the decline of the family is inevitable, Tom needs a miracle, a real miracle if he wants to change this ending!

The Holy Grail War, a large-scale magic ceremony to compete for the "Universal Wishing Machine", its name resounded throughout the magic world ten years ago, even Tom, a second-rate magician, had heard of this ceremony.

In order to realize the long-cherished wish of the family's magic continuation and even glory, all Tom's hopes are pinned on the Holy Grail, and he intends to use the universal wishing machine to realize his wish.

However, like most ordinary magicians, although Tom has heard the Holy Grail War ritual, he doesn't know the mechanism of the Holy Grail War. He doesn't know how to become a master, nor how to summon servants. People are the winners, and even with a very ordinary family background, he has no connections to know the specific information of the ceremony.

So Tom can only use the messy information he has collected in the past ten years, refer to the ritual of summoning demons, try to summon servants, and become the master.

After nine years of preparation, Tom finally chose Cairo, Egypt as the venue for the ceremony. This had a lot to do with him being a magic mercenary active here for a long time and being very familiar with this place.

After the location was selected, Tom used hint magic to control many ordinary people to work for him. He asked these ordinary people to go to the street to catch live sacrifices for him, intending to use the vitality of ordinary people to make up for his lack of magic power.

Finally tonight, a hundred living sacrifices had been assembled. Tom drove all the living sacrifices to the circle of the ceremony, intending to kill all of them in a short while and start the servant summoning ceremony.